Outrageous were extremely proud to have been involved in the production of all the live event elements, both in Paris and in Dubai, throughout a long and gruelling 14 month campaign. It was fun and completely mad!

Dubai will deliver superbly on their promises…

Finally…

The last event took place at the Palais Brongniart in Paris.

12 days from initial meeting with the venue to see if it was available to delivery of event for 350 VIP’s, plus VVIP meetings AND Celine Dion! Well – it was a very strong and brilliant team effort!

So there we were, providing logistical help at this years CoudForce event at ExCel with the lovely people at Opus (www.opus-solutions.com) when there was a late call to intro John Torode to the Exec guests. So write a little script and hey presto!

John Torode (he’s the one on the left – that’s me with the mic on the right!) – Well it was the afternoon of the finals for MasterChef. What a lovely bloke! Really down to earth and as professional as they come. A joy to work with and would recommend him to any Producer look to add Culinary Spice to an event.

Ever watched a film where the hero – in particular someone official or law enforcement – is running through a packed airport terminal to catch ‘someone’ about to board a plane…?

You know – matter of life or death – sprinting through customs, vaulting security barriers, charging through body scanners. That sort of thing.

And you sit there, couch bound, watching it on the big screen. Your own Terminal reality is a lot more down to earth… queues, the checks, the number of times you say – “Shoes? Belt? Laptop?”

Wouldn’t you just love to just blow caution to the wind and do it just like they do in the movies – just once…

(snigger…)

I did….!

There we were on this job in Dubai and we had just seen this big, all powerful, delegation off on a tour of the newest terminal. All in golf buggies. Bye!

Two minutes later, as we are boarding the coach with the rest of the security team, we get this call on the walkie talkie – one of the delegates has left his sim-tran receiver! He needs it – now! No one has a buggy. Security not sure where we can get one or how long its going to take. How are going to sort this? – what shall we do? No time to think…

So I grabbed one of the airport security team passes (all in Arabic – do I care?…) and legged it.

It’s the most brilliant sensation – bowling along – flat out – on a great long travelator – it’s as though your feet grow wings.

Hold up the pass nice and high and run as fast as you can through the passport check points. Pass the queues at the scanners – through the arch. Did it go beep? you bet! Customs – whizzzzz…

Just caught them up as they were boarding the shuttle to the satellite terminal…

And then trotted back the way I came – waving, thanking all those that just waived me through.

Of course it was a completely different matter when, three days later, I arrived at the same place with all the bags and paperwork.